#CHANDLER RIGGS

[zomb-core]

۫ ꣑ৎ A TRIM || carl grimes x female reader

summary: carl refused to let anyone near his hair after losing his mom, but when he desperately needs a trim he goes to the person he trusts most, you.

(intended lowercase)

warnings: mentions of losing a parent.

pure fluff

“a trim, got it?”

carl twisted around in the chair he was sitting on to face you, you could tell he was nervous and you understood why. he hadn't cut his hair since he was 13, lori used to give him haircuts and he couldn't bring himself to let anyone else do it after she died, until now.

you currently stood behind him, a pair of shears held in your dominant hand while your other held a comb and spray bottle. “yes, a trim, I got it. now, are you gonna sit still and let me start?” you teased, a brief laugh passing your lips.

he nodded, removing the bandage from around his face and setting it on the counter next to his hat. “yeah, just please be careful—”

“carl.” you interrupted, making eye contact with him through the mirror, taking in his worried expression. “I know how important your hair is to you and I will be very careful, I just need you to trust me.”

he caught his lip between his teeth before giving you a curt nod and straightening his posture. “okay.”

you gave him a reassuring smile followed by a gentle kiss to the top of his head before starting. you grabbed a section of his hair, spraying it with the water until it was drenched, repeating this until his hair was thoroughly soaked. you didn't have a lot of experience with cutting hair and you were beyond nervous, but when he came to you and asked you if you would give him a trim you didn't have the heart to tell him no.

you took a deep breath before grabbing a decent portion of hair, bringing the comb to it and running it through it, stopping about an inch from the bottom, holding it up so carl could see it, “how's that?”

“that's fine.” he concluded after a few moments of staring at it, closing his eyes tightly when you brought the scissors up to his hair.

you hesitated. you knew how important this was to him, when he told you stories about his mom your heart would ache for him, and his hair was one of the only things left he could relate to her besides judith and messing this up would break his heart.

the sound of the scissors snipping the hair caused you both to flinch, you watching the hair fall to the tiled floor.

you exchanged a glance with him to make sure he was still comfortable, and you continued, copying your previous cut over and over again until you had chopped roughly the same length of hair off of every section.

the bathroom was completely silent minus the sound of the scissors and you shuffling around, neither of you could bring yourselves to speak, both too focused on your movements to say anything.

eventually, you finished the larger part of his hair and all that was left was his bangs. you walked around so you could be face to face with him, examining the way his bangs framed his face. “okay..” you mumbled, grabbing the larger portion of his bangs between your index and middle finger using them as a guide and you worked on his fringe while trying to avoid getting any hair in the open wound on his face. once you were satisfied with how that side looked, you moved onto the other side, making a few quick snips before setting the scissors down and stepping back to admire your work.

“what do you think? did I do okay?”

he stood up, leaning closer to the mirror to examine his hair as you watched him anxiously, awaiting his reaction. you rocked back and forth on your heel, your hands interlaced behind your back, “carl?” you tried, becoming extremely paranoid that you had messed up, but your worry was quickly brought to an end when he wrapped his arms around you.

“it looks great, thank you.”

your worried expression was replaced by a geeky smile, and you returned his hug, giving him a tight squeeze. “oh thank god, I was so worried.” you laughed, pressing a kiss to the bridge of his nose,

“thank you, by the way.” he looked confused at your statement, tilting his head to the side slightly, “for what?”

“for trusting me, I know that this was hard for you and i’m glad you trusted me of all people.”

he ducked his head down and nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck, smiling against the exposed skin, “i’m glad I did, too.”

masterlist

[majima4587]

- THE PAST AND THE PRESENT -

[rinnyyyyyyyyy]

jealous, jealous boy.

hotel -montell fish

jealous, carl who doesn't show hes jealous until he's fucking into you, making sure you forget everything about that other man/woman.

jealous, carl who will ask you if you think they could fuck you better than he can, as he makes you cum on him.

jealous, carl who will leave marks on your neck and shoulders, so they'll know you belong to someone that sure as hell isn't them.

jealous, carl who won't let you cover your mouth to muffle your pretty little moans and whimpers. depending on where you are of course.

jealous, carl who praises you for being so, very good for him while he's fucking you from behind, making you moan his name over and over.

jealous, carl who will ask you if you enjoyed all that attention you were receiving from another person that isn't him while he fucks you so good from behind, while pulling your hair.

jealous, carl who gives you the best head of your life, only to edge you and make you cry for him as a punishment for letting someone hit on you and not turning them down.

jealous, carl who will make you have multiple orgasms with those long, skinny fingers of his only to make you beg him for his cock instead of his fingers. <3

[smutinlove]

ANGSTTTT

reader runs away bc she hates enid but her father figure glenn adopts enid 😭

Carl finds her and u can finish the rest

ok bbg

it ends with a bit of fluff but enjoy!!

CARL X READER

You couldn't believe it. Your father, well, your father figure, Glenn, had taken Enid under his wing. Enid now lives with you, Maggie, and Glenn. It enraged you.

You loathed Enid. She, in your words, was a "deranged fucking bitch."

And maybe Glenn didn't love you as if you were his own. Maggie was also pregnant, meaning that there wouldn't be enough space for three kids. So maybe it was you who needed to leave.

And that's exactly what you did.

Once the clock struck midnight, you packed your bags and left Alexandria. You'd left your friends, family, and boyfriend (Carl). It wasn't like anyone was going to care if you left.

No one was going to look for you. That was the prophecy. You were destined to be alone, and you became self-aware of that thought every day.

You headed for the woods. It was a bit dark, and you didn't have your flashlight with you either.

You maneuvered the woods blind. But it was fine. You could just listen for the sounds of flesh-hungry walkers.

By the morning, you'd reached an old apartment building. You opened the door and were greeted by a few walkers. You used your knife to kill them. One by one.

You searched the first floor, killing walkers as you went. You decided it was best to stay here, on the first floor, in case anything happened.

You opened the door to a small apartment and settled down. It had a mattress on the ground and a small but empty kitchen.

You dropped your bag on the floor and laid on the mattress. You smiled. It was better than living with Enid. Totally better.

You decided that it would be better if you had some rest. Your limbs felt like they'd fall off. You closed your eyes, thinking happy thoughts, and slowly fell asleep.

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

You were having the most exquisite dream about living in a castle on clouds when suddenly everything started collapsing, and then you were met with a blurry figure hovering over you.

"Are you alright?" Your vision started to clear up, and the fog in your brain started to melt away.

You looked up, taking in the face in front of you. You knew him. Him. "Carl? How did you—" Carl cupped your cheek and whispered, "You thought that you could travel away from Alexandria and I wouldn't find you? You could travel to the end of the earth and I would still find you. Can't you see? You belong with me, Y/N. And I belong to you."

You rolled your eyes, but you couldn't help but smile. "You're so cheesy, Carl."

Carl grinned, "Only for you." He leaned in and kissed your cheek. Carl stood up and brushed the dust off of his jeans. "Let's go," he said.

"No."

"Yes, we are leaving." He took your hand and pulled you up. You wanted to go with him. But you couldn't. Glenn and Maggie definitely didn't want you. They were probably getting ready to kick you out. Luckily, you have already left, saving them the trouble to kick you to the curb.

"Fine, I'll stay," Carl said.

"Carl—"

"No, I'm staying until you come with me." You smiled. "I'll stay with you whether you want me to or not."

"Okay," you replied.

"Okay."

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Send more fluff/angst reqs for carl and maybe even jason or dick grayson. ;)))

[sprmint-bkgsoda]

“I was in love with my son’s best friend. I didn’t know what to do. Then you asked for that toothpaste. I was damned if I wasn’t gonna find something.”

- Rick Grimes

[xictoriiaa]

Me and the gang (we will die on season 1 ep1)

[graciepasty]

Carl Grimes. The Walking Dead (2010).

[carlplsrailme]

𝐜𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞 | 𝐜.𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬

summary: the cowboy hat rule. take a cowboy's hat, you gotta ride the cowboy.

carl grimes x fem!reader

cw: riding, p in v sex, etc

word count: 500

request: Idk if you’re taking requests right now but this popped into my head? Have you ever tried writing Carl with the cowboy hat rule? If not this is definitely a suggestion to try :) (Cowboy hat rule: take someone’s hat and put it on your own head, you have to “ride the cowboy”)

he's gotten on your last nerve.

well, he actually "got on your last nerve" about 2 hours ago, you're just soaking in it.

you sit in the desk chair, tip-toes halting your limp spinning as you stare at your boyfriend again.

you're so bored.

"do-"

"no."

he answered plainly, flipping to the next page of his comic that stole all his attention. he's sitting on his bed as the perfectly good day wastes away into the night.

you don't even wanna go out anymore, you just want to lay with him, kiss him, but he isn't even giving you a chance!

you sigh as the sticky summer heat slicks your body with every movement, you rest your fist on your cheek as you fantasize about all the things you could do if he'd just listen.

"Carl."

he looked up from his comic, brow twisted in confusion at your almost stern tone as you sit up from the chair that's been melted to you for the past two hours

you lean down to him and swiftly remove his sheriff's hat from his head, placing it onto your own.

you still felt his confusion, but you most certainly got his attention.

"the cowboy rule," you begin

"take the cowboys hat, you gotta ride the cowboy" and with that, he pulls you into him, lips sealed onto one and other as his hands grip your sides, he moves your hips on his own as you grind against him.

you quickly remove your clothes and start to unzip him, he groans with your touch and soon he springs free, pre-cum oozing from his tip as you stroke him a couple of times

you scoot up to him as you line yourself with him, sliding his cock in as you lean yourself closer to him, overwhelmed with pleasure

after adjusting, you begin to roll your hips, pussy clenching onto him as you twitch with the movement. he groans and latched onto your hips as his nails dig into your sides

"carl!" you cried as you fucked yourself with his cock, moving up and down as the cowboy hat on your head threatened to fall. with one hand you held it on tight as you leaned down to kiss him, feeling yourself bubble up with pleasure

his cock bullied its way through your insides with every movement you made, tip poking your cervix as he thrust up with you.

you felt your pussy ache as his dick stretched you out even more, soon letting out a broken moan as you came, he sped up his movements as he groaned and confessed he was close, soon shooting his cum inside of you

you leaned into his body as he wrapped his arms around you, breathing not slowing as he lets out a chuckle, and you feel the hat get snatched from your head

he places it back onto his as his brown locks feel empty without it, you grin up at him, successfully stealing his attention and placing it on you.

an: hii guys! I missed you guys so much! I hope you guys enjoyed this even though it's short, btw, whoever anon is...I love love loved this request!! thank you so much!! <33

[mozzeralla-stix]

REWARD

Carl Grimes x Fem!Reader Smut

WARNINGS: PIV sex, unsafe sex, LOOOTS of praise, f! + m! recieving oral

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

Carl gives reader a reward…

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I find myself passing through the narrow doorway into Carl’s room- well, more our room now- as he follows in tow. We both remain silent as the exhaustion from the exerting run washes over us. I plop onto the bed and kick my shoes off, letting out a loud sigh as I allow my back to hit the mattress. Carl does the same shorty after- turning his head over to look at me with loving eyes.

“Y’know, you did pretty good on that run. Especially since it’s been a while since you’ve been outside the walls.”

I can’t help but lightly roll my eyes at his response, trying to fight off the rising blush that threatens to stain my cheeks due to the compliment.

“Ha! Yeah right. I almost got bit? And I knocked over that supply shelf!” I huff in response.

Carl simply chuckles and shakes his head, giving me a soft smile. He placed his hand on my cheek and rubs his thumb up and down, soothing the now incredibly warm skin. “Hmm. Maybe I should prove to you how good you did then?”

I feel my eyes go wide at the statement, realizing what he’s implying. I begin to stutter- trying to deflect as much as i possibly can. I fail miserably, and Carl reaches forward to place a soft kiss on my lips. I can’t help but giggle into the kiss, pulling him towards me a bit more. We break apart for a moment, catching our breath and staring into each others eyes. I giggle once more and shove Carl lightly on the shoulder, “Carl! Stop staring…”

Carl shakes his head and says, “As you wish, darlin’.” I feel his lips meet mine again, causing me to softly whine into the kiss. Carl takes the hint and slowly rolls himself over, positioning himself on top of me. His hands snake their way up my waist, eventually grabbing at my wrists and softly placing my hands above my head. He used one hand to keep my wrists in place, and allows his other to go back to my waist. He pulls back, making me whimper.

“I promise sweetheart, you did so good today. Let me reward you.”

I nod my head and accept the affection, reveling at his fiery touch on my skin. Carl trails his lips down to my neck, stopping at the junction that connects my jaw and upper neck. After a few chaste kisses, he takes the small bit of skin between his teeth and begins to lightly suck. I let our a rather loud whimper, feeling him grip my wrists tighter in response to my eager attempts at moving. The pleasure of his mouth on bare skin becomes almost overwhelming, so I find myself lightly bucking my hips up into him. Carl finally releases the now bruising spot, lightly licking it for a moment to tease me even more. He continues his path down my neck, leaving little hickeys along the way that have me wriggling in his grasp. With each little sound I make I can feel him smile against my skin, clearly enjoying what he’s doing to me.

He eventually reaches the hem of my shirt, looking up at me with soft eyes. “May I take this off, love?”. I give a small nod and lift my torso up, helping him remove the garment.

He looks down at me in awe, taking in the shape of my body. He seems almost mesmerized, amazed by the fact that I am his. I begin to feel a deep blush overtake me, whining in embarrassment. He chuckles and shakes his head at the noise, saying “Awe sweetheart, it’s okay. I just can’t believe how beautiful you look. Don’t worry, you’ll get what you want soon.”

He then dives back into kissing down my body, littering my chest and collarbone with marks and soft kisses. He reaches his hand behind my back, unclamping my bra while his other rests soothingly on my hip. I allow it to slide off me arms, exposing my bare chest to him. Carl continues kissing down me until he reaches the valley of my breasts, suddenly moving his mouth to one of them. I feel him wrap his lips around one of the buds, sucking lightly. His other hand moves to my other breast, lightly massaging it and feeling the plush skin. My hands fly to his hair, desperately pulling it as an attempt to get all the energy I feel building in me out. White, hot electric shocks travel from my lower half up my spine in response to his light bites at my skin. I begin to full on moan, arching my back against him. Carl groans at my sudden movements and my grip on his hair, sending vibrations through me. He begins to suck harder, using his teeth to lightly scrape the most sensitive part of my chest.

“Carl- mmph~ please!” I can’t help but moan out, not even really knowing what I’m begging for. Carl looks up at me with half lidded eyes, humming in response to my pleads. I arch my back again, reveling in the pleasure his soft hums bring me. He eventually removes his mouth from me, giving a few final licks to the bud he was focusing on. He continues down my waist, causing shivers to run up my spine. After leaving a few more kisses, he stops at my hips. He gently places his hands at the top of my pants and looks up to me for permission. I nod desperately, waiting in anticipation for him to relieve the tension developing in my abdomen.

He pulls down my pants, leaving me in just my panties. He throws my jeans to the other side of the room and begins to suck light marks into my thighs. I moan and tug on his hair even harder, allowing him to get the hint of my desperation. He chuckles and removes his mouth from the inner corners of my thighs, and hooks his fingers around the top of my panties. He pulls them down in one swift motion, causing me to lightly shiver at the cold air brushing against my core. Carl immediately places his head between my thighs, licking a long stripe up my pussy. I moan loudly, lightly gasping at the new sensation. Carl looks up at me once again, placing his lips around my swollen clit and beginning to suck. I keep my eyes on his, feeling the rush of pleasure and embarrassment run through my body. As he continues to work on my sensitive clit, he pushes a finger into me. I feel my eyes roll back into my head as a loud moan escapes my lips.

“Jesus christ Carl! Oh my god-“ I begin to ramble nearly incoherent nonsense, all of the sensations overtaking my ability to think. This only gives Carl more motivation, causing him to begin flicking his tongue against my clit, as well as inserting a second finger into my now soaking wet pussy. I moan desperately at the feeling, pulling his hair to shove his face harder against my most sensitive parts. I feel a pressure begin to child in my abdomen, only growing tighter by the second.

I begin to chant Carls name like a prayer, managing to choke it out between moans and whimpers. My head tossed to the side and I begin to lift my hips, bucking them against his fingers and mouth. The coil in my abdomen is nearly at its breaking point, becoming impossibly tighter.

“C-Carl! I’m- fuck mm- I’m close!”

Carl then curls his fingers upwards inside of me, hitting my g-spot in just the right way. As his fingers slip in and out of me I can feel myself clench around him. With a few more strokes and his tongue stimulating my clit, I begin to spasm around his fingers. I suddenly feel out of control, and can’t help but buck my hips into him while throwing my head back in pleasure. I stutter out his name, moaning out at his movements. He continues to finger me until my orgasm slows itself down, gently removing his fingers from my sensitive hole. He gives one last lick up my pussy, cleaning off any juices that didn’t get on his fingers.

He moves his fingers up to my mouth, commanding me to open my mouth for him. I eagerly take them in, sucking my own juices off his hands. He groans and closes his eyes, clearly imagining something other than his fingers in my mouth. He pulls them out and grabs me by the chin, causing me to look up at him. “Such a good girl for me. You did so well for me, making a mess all over me.”

I whimper at the praise, feeling another shock run through me. “Could you get down on your knees for me, darlin’?”

I quickly comply and place my knees on the ground while Carl scoots himself towards the edge of the bed. I fiddle with his belt buckle, doing my best to take it off with shaky hands. Carl chuckles and placed his hands over mine, guiding the precise movements. I finally unbuckle the belt, sliding his jeans down his thighs. I palm him through his boxers, causing him to let out a groan and tangle his hands in my hair. I remove my hand and teasingly kiss his dick through the fabric just before pulling his boxers down. His cock springs free, hard and dripping with pre-cum.

I place my hand at the base of it and begin to lightly pump up and down, starting to give small licks to the red tip at the same time. Carl’s grip on my hair tightens, causing me to quietly whimper. The salty taste of pre-cum engulfs my mouth the more of him that I take in, urging me to continue on. After a while of soft sucking and the gentle rhythm of my hand, I suddenly take in the entirety of Carl’s dick, feeling it graze the back of my throat.

“Fuck! God darlin’… you’re driving me crazy.” Carl lets out, slowly beginning to move my head up and down on his length. I succumb to his movements, allowing hun to guide my head as he pleases. Carl’s moans get louder, telling me how great I’m doing. I begin to swirl my tongue around his cock in hopes of eliciting more noises out of him. Carl begins to buck his hips into my mouth, holding my head in place with his strong grip on my hair.

“Nggmh- you’re doing such a great job. Just like that… good girl..”

I moan at the praise, sending vibrations through his body. As I feel his cock tense up, he pulls my head off of him- causing me to whine in response.

“Sorry sweetheart, wanna save it for when I’m inside you.”

I nod my head in agreement, getting up onto the bed with shaky legs. Carl quickly pulls me into his tight embrace, gently placing me on my back while he hovers for me. I feel his hand wrap around my wrists, once again pinning them down above my head. He leans down for a passionate kiss, slipping his tongue in my mouth. I moan at the feeling, being able to faintly taste myself of his lips. Carl pulls always slowly while looking deep into my eyes with a caring and loving look.

“Are you ready, love?”

I feel my cheeks grow warm again and nod at the prospect of Carl being inside of me. After registering my response I feel him line up with my entrance, teasing the sensitive area with the tip of his cock. He carefully pushes himself into me, letting out a deep groan at my walls wrapping tightly around him. The farther Carl goes into me the fuller I feel, causing moans to bubble up from the depths of my chest in pleasure. While it stings a little bit, Carl stops once he bottoms out inside of me so that I can adjust. Once the dull ache subsides I give him a short nod.

Carl smiles as he slowly pulls out of me, only to crash our hips back together with a soft thrust. I feel his length brush against my g-spot, which causes me to arch my back against his chest. Carl sets a soothing and consistent pace while he moves his hands to hold my hips in place. My hands immediately go to his back, leaving scratch marks on the rough skin. We find ourselves moaning and whimpering uncontrollably, both much too overtaken by pleasure to silence the noise.

“Mmph good girl, taking my cock so well. Look at you, such a mess for me hm?” I nod desperately, feeling him speed up as he praises me. I begin to buck my hips into him, babbling incoherently at the never ending pleasure his sharp movements provide. His name slips out of my mouth as I roll my eyes to the back of my head. I feel my legs begin to shake at how good Carl feels against me, hearing him chuckle as a response. Suddenly, he places his head in the crook of my neck. I can now hear his groans and whimpers even more now, adding to the slowly building tension in my abdomen. Carl starts to kiss and suck at my neck lightly, giving me all the more reason to arch up into him.

“C-Carl. I’m getting so close. God- please~” I manage to whine out as I feel my pussy grip him tighter. He nods against my neck and starts to speed his thrusts up, eliciting more noises from my mouth. One of his hands reach down to rub my clit, and at that moment I absolutely lose it. I suddenly feel the tightness come to a peak and I allow myself to unravel on Carl’s length. I become a moaning mess, complete with trembling legs and the rhythmic pulses of my pussy engulfing Carl’a cock.

“There we go. Good girl. Doing so well, take your time darlin’.”

As I come down from my high I feel a gentle tap against my hip as a warning, and Carl’s strong hands flip me onto my stomach. He uses his grip to gently raise my hips, placing himself at my entrance again. He slowly begins to thrust into me again, overwhelming my senses with the pleasure. He soon after goes back to the previous- almost relentless- pace. I moan uncontrollably, completely taken over my the overstimulating sensations of his cock hitting my g-spot repeatedly. I push my hips back against his, hoping to make him feel as good as I can.

“Mmng- good job sweetheart. Fuck- you’re gonna make me cum soon.”

Carl slowly bends himself over my form, wrapping his arms around my torso. I can feel his hot, laboring breath against the back of my neck and he pushes his cock through my folds. As his hips begin to stutter a sharp pain is felt on my shoulder, making me realize Carl is biting down on me. His cock twitches inside of me, and I am met with his warm cum spilling into me while he muffles his moans against my skin. I let out a soft sigh, feeling the tiredness and satisfaction hit me at once.

Carl takes a deep breath and kisses the bite mark, slowly pulling out of me. He rubs my back soothingly, and I gently lay down on the bed. Carl joins me soon after, pulling me into him in order to spoon me.

“I love you so, so much.” He says as he buries his head into my neck, kissing my skin.

“I love you too, Carl. More than you could ever know. “

We both begin to fall victim to the call of sleep, slipping into unconsciousness in each others arms.

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AHH this took me so long to write, busy day. I hope you enjoyed it <3

[twddiary]

ೄྀ࿐ˊˎ- I need him.

[zomb-core]

۫ ꣑ৎ HURT || carl grimes x female reader

summary: you return from a run badly injured and you were certain that carl’s worried appearance was worse than the injury itself. (first time saying "I love you")

(intended lowercase)

warnings: injury, brief mentions/description of gore, slight angst, argument.

slight angst to fluff

you woke up to the sounds of voices, you weren't sure who was speaking but you could tell that they were angry, worried, but angry.

you looked around the room you were in only to notice it was the infirmary, you were confused on how you ended up there, the last thing you remember was being out on a run with glenn and rick. you couldn't recall getting injured or falling unconscious, but then again you couldn't remember much of anything, your head was pounding and your brain was foggy.

you propped yourself up on your elbows to assist yourself in sitting up only to be met with a sharp pain to your left side. you groaned in response and fell back onto the mattress, you could hear the commotion around you quiet once they noticed you were awake. you could see bodies beginning to hover over you but you couldn't make out their faces due to the light shining directly into your eyes.

as disoriented as you were, you were curious as to what kind of injury could've rendered you unconscious. you slowly lifted up the side of your shirt to reveal bandaging that had been wrapped around your torso, a bit of blood seeping through the white surface. that's when it hit you, the events of the run all came flooding back to you at once causing the room to start spinning around you.

you looked over to the group of people surrounding you, squinting as you tried to make out who was in the room with you, but your attempts seemed to be useless. “is glenn okay?”

you heard someone say something in return, what you could only hope was a ‘yes’ before the room went dark around you.

you had been finishing up clearing out a store when you caught a walker sneaking up on glenn while he was focused on a small group in front of him. you had to jump over a few things to get to him, it didn't take long but it did cause you to trip and fall into the walker. luckily you landed on top on it and you were able to quickly dig your blade into it's skull, but due to the amount of adrenaline pumping through your veins, you didn't notice the large piece of glass that had pierced your side until glenn had gasped, turning away from the walkers he had previously been working on killing off. you looked down and saw what had caused his reaction and that's when everything went black.

it didn't take long for you to wake up again, this time being immediately met with the face of your boyfriend hovering over you. “carl?”

you could tell he was glad you were awake but you could also tell he wasn't pleased with you and you were only proven right when he spoke, “what were you thinking? do you know how reckless you were today?”

you slowly sat up to get a better look at him, wincing at the pain that accompanied the movement. “I was helping glenn, he could've gotten bit—”

“glenn can handle himself.”

“and I can't?” you shot back, angered by his remark.

“clearly not!” he said, gesturing to the infirmary bed you were laying in. you could see the anger occupying his expression along with the worry in his eyes and you couldn't help but feel guilty.

“carl…”

“you could've died.” your gaze drifted to the blanket that was draped over your legs as you began to fidget with it. “I can't lose anyone else, y/n.”

your chest tightened at the way his voice trembled, you didn't mean to cause him so much distress. you acted without thinking and as reckless as it was you were okay and so was glenn, but it didn't seem to help ease the frustration and concern carl was filled with.

you caught your lip between your teeth, searching for something to hopefully reason with the boy next to you, but you knew it would be better if you put your stubbornness aside and admit what you did was dangerous, so that's what you did.

“I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking. I just wanted to help— I know that doesn't make it any better, but I did what anyone would've done even if it was.. stupid.”

you heard him sigh before he crouched down to level with your face, his hand finding its way to your jaw and tilting your face towards him. you watched as he examined your features, you assumed he was looking for wounds that went unnoticed by denise. once he determined you were okay he wrapped his arms around you, bringing you close to him. you whimpered softly at the jolt of pain you felt but quickly decided it was unimportant and buried your face in the crook of his neck, looping your arms around his torso, “I didn't mean to worry you.”

“I just want you to be more careful.” he spoke, his words accompanied by a shaky breath, “I don't know what I would've done if I lost you.” he pulled away to look you in the eye, using his hand to push your hair away from your face so he could press a kiss to your forehead.

you nodded, thinking about what you'd do if you lost him and wondered if he'd do the same thing. “I will be, promise.” you reassured him, using your hand to cup his cheek, your thumb rubbing soothing motions on his cheekbone. “forgive me?”

he chuckled softly, ducking his head down and nuzzling it in the space between your shoulder and neck, pressing soft kisses against the exposed skin. “you’re hard to stay mad at, you know that?”

you smiled, glad to see he wasn't upset with you anymore. you understood where his concern was coming from, it was nice to have someone care about you that way especially when the world was so evil.

“I love you.”

you pulled back, shocked by his proclamation, “..what?”

“when I saw glenn carry you through those gates with you covered in your own blood..” he paused, haunted by the image of you in that state, “I noticed that I couldn't lose you, that I couldn't live without you.. I once asked maggie how she knew she loved glenn and she told me I would just know, and today, seeing you like that, I knew. I love you, y/n.”

you felt your breath catch in your throat, your eyes brimming with tears while searching his face for any sign of a lie. you could tell your reaction scared him, it was written all over his face, worried he had said the wrong thing, but it quickly changed when you grabbed his face and crashed your lips against his, mumbling how much you loved him and how happy he made you.

“I love you, I love you so much.” you said, resting your forehead against his, both of you wearing a matching smile. “if I would've known almost dying would've made you notice you love me I would've let it happen a long time ago.”

he gave you a fake laugh and gently shoved your face away, “haha, very funny.” you watched as he stood up and walked away, returning shortly with a water bottle in hand which he handed to you before adding onto his previous sentence, “but seriously, if you ever pull some dumb shit like that again I'll be pissed at you forever.”

you took a swig of the water, staring at him with the same geeky smile from moments ago. “as if you could stay mad at me for that long.”

a/n: this was more on the short and sweet side, I have more stories coming I just wanted to upload something so forgive me if this seems like a filler.

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[lunarnightt]

𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 ⎯ Carl Grimes

WARNINGS! ⎯ there are none! Just pure fluff! SUMMARY ⎯ Your father, Daryl Dixon, always treated your mother like a queen before she died; now you want someone to do the same, and who better than your best friend, Carl Grimes. A/N ⎯ This is based on the song 'Like My Father' by Jax. I also want to thank everyone who LOVED my Carl Grimes x Gothic reader so much! I love you all!

For as long as you could remember; your father treated your mother like a goddess, like a queen.

Whatever she wanted, she got. whatever she asked for, she got. There were never any ifs or buts about it. Your dad worshipped the ground she walked and treasured her like any man should do a woman.

As you got older, you watched your father do everything he could for your mother. He would constantly have dinner dates with her, and take her on romantic walks in the middle of the night when they thought you were asleep. This never changed when your mom got cancer and started doing chemo.

Your father shaved his own head with her so she wouldn't be alone, held her hand during every treatment, and watched her throw up blood until her last dying breath.

Your mother died before the world went to shit so there you were, sitting at the query watching other kids play with their moms and dads, silently resenting them for having both. Your mother was dead and your dad was cold and couldn't care what you did anymore because he was still grieving the loss of his wife.

That was when that changed; a little boy walked up to you and practically forced you to play with him. You would learn that his name was Carl and he too lost his dad but of course, we all know how that went.

Eventually, you and Carl became best friends; going and growing through hell together. You both survived through so much and yet you helped him look on the brighter side of life.

Over time, as you two grew older, the two of you slowly fell in love with one another but never said a thing because one- you're either running from the dead, and two- neither one of you thought you liked each other back.

But one thing was for certain; you wanted a man who loves you like you're father loved your mom.

It was like any other day for you and Carl. You both sat in your bedroom reading comic books, the soft sound of Johnny Cash playing in the background filling your ears.

You looked over at the Grimes boy, looking over the handsome features you've grown to love over the last few years; to his long shaggy hair, his beat-up cowboy hat, and his missing eye something he was very insecure of but you thought was badass.

Before he could catch your gaze though, you looked down and the record stopped playing which made the both of you groan. "Great. Now one of us has to get up and flip it over." You whined, crossing your arms over your chest and looking at the record player in your room.

Carl sighed and pushed himself off the ground, walking over to the record playing and taking the record off. "What are you doing?" You asked, looking at him with a raised eyebrow. Carl smiled and turned to you. "Putting on Abba. I thought Dancing Queen was your favorite and you want to listen to it?" He spoke and he wasn't entirely wrong.

"I do but I thought you wanted to listen to Johnny Cash?" You spoke softly and Carl just rolled his eye and turned to face you. "Does it matter what I want?" He spoke before turning to face the record player and placing the needle on the record, the song Dancing Queen filling the room as he made his way and sat back down next to you.

That day you knew that Carl was the type you wanted, the type you knew would love you like your father did to your mom.

So, you contemplated forever, debating on telling him how you felt but when you did; you wrote him a nice simple letter and left it on the inside of his hat. It took him a while but he finally found it, looking at it with confusion while the words "read me cowboy" jumped out at him in all capital letters.

He knew it was from you because only you called him cowboy and only you would do something like leaving a letter on the inside of his hat.

So, he read it as instructed and he became over the moon because not only did you tell him how you felt but you actually liked him back.

Carl rushed out of the house to look for you, going to all the places he knew you would be. He went to Rosita, to Maggie and Glenn's place because you loved playing with Herschal Jr before finally finding you training with Jesus.

"Looks like you're boyfriend is here" Jesus joked which made you roll your eyes and flip him off as you made your way over to Carl. "Hey cowboy" You spoke with a teasing smirk but your smirk was wiped clean off your face when he held up the letter.

"Are you telling the truth?" He asked, needing reassurance like he always did when he was unsure of something. You gave him a small smile and nodded your head. "Yes. Why would I lie to you of all people?" You asked and before you could say anything else, his lips were pressed against yours.

As the two of you kissed, your hand moved to the back of his neck while his hands moved to your waist. After a minute, the two of you pulled apart and he pressed his forehead against yours.

"You don't know how long I wanted to do that" He whispered against your lips and you giggled, moving to play with the soft locks of his hair. "It's about damn time, cowboy" You spoke back and he immediately pressed his lips against yours, capturing your lips in a searing kiss.

Ever since then, he truly loved you like your father did your mom and maybe even more than he ever did.

[jjism3]

[smutinlove]

Carl Grimes x Reader Smut

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I finished writing this so i said "why not?"

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You've known Carl since the prison. You were injured, and he brought you back to the prison.

But after the prison fell, you and Carl got separated. But when you and Carl managed to reunite at Terminus, he had tears in his eyes. But he claimed it was his allergies.

And now you were in a town called Alexandria. It seemed alright to you. But you sometimes wondered if the Alexandrians knew anything about the outside world.

If they did, they wouldn't be throwing parties for newcomers. Speaking of parties, you and Carl were invited to one. It was lovely. You were able to socialize with kids your age. But you mostly hung around Carl all night. But he didn't mind. He enjoyed your company.

However, there was one secret, one that you and Carl both shared. You two were dating in secret. You didn't want to tell Rick, as he'd probably give you a lecture on not having sex and avoiding making another Judith. It sometimes got hard to keep the secret. Especially when Carl just couldn't resist you.

You were saying something, but Carl wasn't exactly listening. Instead, he was staring at your lips. "Yo-yo," he muttered. You rolled your eyes. Carl started calling you "yo-yo" because you tripped over one and slid down a road. It was silly.

"Yeah?"

"Can we leave? It's getting late," he said. You smiled. It was getting late. So you nodded your head.

"So where are we going?" you asked with a grin.

"I was thinking my house?" He said. He looked at you. You had a mischievous smile on your face.

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Once you were in his room, you closed and locked the door. When you turned back to face him, he had already taken off his shirt.

"Carl..." you whispered. He came over to you and kissed your lips. You smiled into the kiss and pulled away.

"You are so beautiful," You whispered.

You pulled off your shirt and bra. He bit his lip.

Then you took off your pants and underwear.

"Now you." You said. He nodded and undid his belt and pants and kicked them off.

He walked over to his bed and lay down. "I missed this." You said. "Me too." He grabbed your hips and slowly guided you down on his length. You moaned at the feeling. "Shit."

"You feel so good." Carl groaned. You leaned down and pressed a kiss to his lips. You sat up and began bouncing on him. His grip on your hips tightened. He let his head fall back.

"I've been thinking about this all day." Carl moaned. You placed your hands on his chest and continued bouncing on him. "I know. I was thinking about this too."

Carl groaned. You let your fingers graze his nipples. "Y/n..." Carl whimpered. "Are you close?" You asked.

He nodded his head. And you replied, "Me too."

"Y/n... shit!" Carl groaned as he came inside of you. "Carl," you whimpered as you came on him. You climbed off of him and lay down next to him. He wrapped his arm around you and kissed your forehead.

[zoesmp4]

NERVOUS “you’ve got me nervous to speak.” carl grimes x fem!reader

tags: angst to fluff, use of y/n, cussing

a/n: back from the dead!! sorta based on nervous by the nbhd, and there’s also a little tsitp steven and taylor action that i used for inspiration. lyrics r in bold + italics or in between paras. enjoy lovelies!!

the bond between you and carl was truly inseparable. you two had been through it all together, and never once had either of you thought about ending it all.

that was until now.

god, you don’t know how you found yourself in this situation. he’s just a friend. he’s always been just a friend. that’s what you believed, and that’s what you always told people. 

so how come, all of a sudden, he started becoming more than that? how come, out of the blue, you started getting butterflies at his gaze? it was an unfamiliar feeling, and you didn’t like it. you didn’t like it at all. 

you didn’t wanna do anything to jeopardize your beloved friendship, especially over something so dumb. you weren’t gonna lose everything all because of a stupid crush. so, after ages of decision making, you finally set your mind on a reasonable solution.

should i be quiet?

you were just gonna take some time to yourself. you were gonna stop talking to him for a bit. that’s all you needed, just some space. it couldn’t be that hard to lose feelings. besides, he would understand, right?

he in fact did not understand. “wanna come over? i just finished reading that comic you wanted.” he said, a grin plastered onto his face. “not today.” you quickly shut him down, and you could see the happiness on his face slowly fade away.

“oh, that’s fine. tomorrow?” you felt so bad. you really did wanna hang out with him, but you had to push away these feelings first. “i just need some time to myself for a while.”

your felt your heart pang when you looked at his expression. he gave you a slight smile, attempting to mask his disappointment. but you knew him. you knew him well enough to know he was upset. “yeah, i get it. i’ll see you later y/n.” he said, walking away. all of the energy he had when he approached you was long gone now.

it had been days, weeks even. you hadn’t uttered a word to him. so why wasn’t it working? why did you still long for him? it was so frustrating. 

not to mention, you were a mess. you would often find yourself with your head buried deep within your pillow, sniffling as tears flowed down your cheeks. on top of that, you weren’t getting enough sleep. you just missed carl. 

you figured the best thing you could do for yourself was to just get some fresh air. after all, it was no use trying to fix stuff with carl, you already fucked it all up. 

you took in the breeze, as you fiddled with your fingers. if it was a normal day, you would’ve been happy. you loved the cold, but today it was different. today, it made you feel numb. it made everything worse. 

you tried getting it off your mind. you tried to think about other things, but you couldn’t stop thinking about the look he had on his face the last time you talked to him. his smile was wiped clean off his face, and it was all your fault. 

you started to feel your eyes prick with tears. a single drop slowly traveled down your face, and you quickly wiped it off with your sleeve. 

you just wanted to cry, but you weren’t gonna let yourself do it out in the public. after all, once you started crying, you weren’t gonna stop. so, you turned around and picked up the pace. you were headed back home, where you could be vulnerable. 

your head was faced down, trying to hide your glassy eyes from anyone who could potentially see. “y/n?” you hear someone call out to you. the voice sounded familiar, and you instantly knew who it was without even lifting your head in the slightest. 

it was carl. you had to get away. just pretend you didn’t hear him, you thought to yourself. your footsteps quickened, until you heard his pleading voice once again. 

“just talk to me. please. is it something i said? i’m sorry for whatever i did.” 

“you didn’t do anything. it’s me. it’s all my fucking fault because my stupid self caught feelings for her best friend.” you wanted to say, but you restrained yourself. 

you finally came to a stop, turning around to face him. as soon as you met his gaze, you wanted to cry the hardest you’d ever cried before. 

he slowly stepped closer to you until his taller figure was in close in front of you. “can you please talk to me? you know i won’t get mad. you know i’m listening. so please, just please tell me what’s been bothering you.” he begged, his eyes softening. 

you let out a sigh, still sniffling. “it’s not your fault carl.” you said, your voice barely audible. “then what is it?” he said, keeping his voice at the same, calm volume. 

“i-i like you, and it’s really embarrassing.” you confess. you instantly regret your choice of words when you see a frown start to appear on his face. “i don’t know what i was expecting, but that was really fucking mean.” he says, about to walk away.

“no, carl. it’s embarrassing because of how much i like you.” there it is. that’s what you’ve been holding in. it felt weird hearing the words coming out of your mouth. “how is that embarrassing?” he questioned, the tender look started to come back on his face. 

ask me and ill tell you how i’ve been

“i- it’s like i forgot how to act around you. i’m always scared i’m gonna mess up. you’ve got me nervous to speak.”

that was the last thing you managed to get out before he pulled you into his chest for a tight hug. the dam holding your tears back broke.

the wetness stained his shirt, but he didn’t care. he rubbed your back with his arm, soothing you. you missed his embrace, the feeling you would get when you were in his arms felt heavenly.

after a few more seconds of the hug, carl shifted his hands to your shoulders. he softly pushed you back a little bit to get a look at your face.

he reached for your face to wipe any tears. “m’ sorry for ignoring you.” you said, voice soft and quiet. he shook his head, giving you a gentle smile. 

“you’re okay sweet girl, don’t worry about it.” he said. “i-it’s not okay. i ignored you for so long, i just cut you off like that. without a single warning. it was so inconsiderate and i’m really sor-” 

hush, baby, don’t you say another word

“you never shut up do you?” he said, cutting you off mid sentence before he crashed his lips onto yours. your eyes widened, and your movements froze before you slowly adjusted to the kiss. your eyes fluttered closed before you hesitantly tilted your head to get closer.

this was a new experience for the both of you, but it felt like he had years of practice. the way his hands made their way around your body, it sent shivers down your spine.  

after what seemed like an eternity, you both pulled away. the sounds of your mixed heavy breaths filled the air. carl’s hand reached for your face before he wiped your slightly smudged chapstick. 

he then tilted your chin up to meet his gaze. the gesture made the butterflies in your stomach act up more than they ever had in your life. 

i got goosebumps all over me

“next time, just let me know what’s on your mind, yeah?” he asks. “okay.” you say, looking at him with pure admiration. “that’s my girl.” 

[noodlewritez]

The apple of his eye (MDNI)

Pairings: Carl Grimes X Fem!Reader

Warnings: Ron is alive blegh, smut (EVERYONE IS 18+), jealousy sex, established relationship, kinda long

Ever since Carl lost his eye to Ron, you had hated him from the root of your being, you couldn't even stand to be in the same room as him, let alone speak to him. I mean, how could you? He shot your boyfriend in the eye....

Until Rick assigned you on a run with him. Amazing.

“It’s only a run, Carl-“

“I don’t care! Do you know what he’s capable of? He almost killed me, what if he puts your life in danger to, the things I would do, Y/N..”

“Carl…” You tried to ease his mind but if there’s anything he gets from his father, it’s his stubbornness.

“You’re not going, he’s putting your life in his hands and I can’t take that risk.” You sighed and connected your forehead to his. “I’ll be fine..” I’m sure you’ll hear me scream if he tries anything...” You chuckle lightly.

But he took it much more seriously than you did.

The day of the run, while you grabbed your gun, he sat on a chair, watching you anxiously. He knew you were probably gonna be find but he couldn’t not worry about you. When you were ready, you turn to him and smile, spreading your arms out for a hug.

He completes the hug, getting up from the chair, smoothing out your hair and kissing just below your ear. “Be careful. I’m serious. He tries anything and you fucking tell me.” You nod, blushing and smiling then head out the door.

On the run, it was mostly Ron just trying to brag about one thing or another and you didn’t necessarily like it. You ignored him. You spit a way into the pharmacy but only by a high window. “Hey-shut up-get me up there.” You tell him and he follows, boosting you up by the feet and helping you in. “Anything good in there?”

Except you can’t see. You shine your flashlight around, looking for the things on the list Rick sent you with. “I don’t see anything! Might need some help looking!” You call out. “I’ll find a way in!” He responds.

And you wait...and you wait and eventually it's fucking dark out.

"Fuck me." You thought.

You grab a rope and just pray to god it's long enough to get you out of the building. You throw it and it barely gets you out. You climb out, keeping your gun loaded and ready if walkers find you. Only a few do, one at a time and you barely fight past them, scratching yourself up on the ground. You make a run for Alexandria and the guards see you. "It's me! Y/N!"

They open the gate and start asking you what happened and how'd you take so long. But you shove past them, planning to explain later. Right now, you're pissed. You walk to Carl's house and open the door to Carl yelling at Ron and demanding to know where you were.

"Carl..?" As soon as he sees you he's hugging you, asking if the scratches on you were from walkers, if you were okay, what had happened. You explain quickly what had happened while staring at Ron. As soon as you're done, Carl is seething.

"You fucking animal." He growls and punches Ron in the mouth. "Get up. You left her out there?!" He demands. Ron tries to lie, saying he couldn't find a way in but Carl doesn't care about that. He cares about Ron getting karma.

"You left her out there, you fucking dog.” He starts punching him, hard, when you pull Carl off of him. "Carl...Enough. come on don't beat the kid to a pulp."

"Out. Now." He growls and Ron runs out quickly with a busted lip, bloody nose and a bruised eye. Carl hugs you and smooths your hair down to comfort you. "I'm so sorry. I tried getting him to tell me where you were, what had happened..." You smile slightly and hug him back when he scoops you up and carries you to his room.

He starts a shower for you where he washes your hair for you and worships you, kissing your knuckles. You just hum in response to his actions as he kisses up and down your neck, leaving hickeys. An once you get out, he scoops you up onto the counter, making out with you, breathing heavily and the only thing between you two is a towel around his waist.

Fuck.

His hands trailed the small of your back as you sat on his lap on his bed, kissing each other heatedly, breathing heavily and whimpering into each other mouths. "Put it in?" You whimper. He nods, looking down, his hat falling partially in front of his face. You giggle and put it on your own head as he slides across your clit. "Ah-! Fuck.." You cry out and he smiles while still looking down, pushing up into you.

"Y/N.." He says, breathless. "Fuck, you are all fucking mine."

And he fucks you senseless, not making you do any of the work, just letting you take him inch by inch, babbling in your ear, praising you.

"Fuck...all mine...all mine...So fucking pretty.." He would say breathlessly as he tilts his head slightly. You lay your head on his shoulder, biting into the skin and leaving a bite mark for everyone to see. You can only let out a string of whimpers from how good he's fucking you and eventually the tight knot in your lower stomach tightens and you claw at him "Close..Carl-!"

"Make a mess on me. Make a fucking mess, let everyone know you're mine."

And with that, the tight knot snaps and you collapse against his chest and he holds you so you don't fall as he continues fucking you through your orgasm, he starts kissing your cheek letting you know he’s there.

As he feels you clenching, he thrusts 1, 2, 3 more times and groans deeply, shooting into your womb as he buries his face in your hair.

"Fuck, I need to make you jealous more often.." You joke.